I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.

I am everything to you. That's the worst part, because you can't even speak of it. I am everything to you but you say I'm nothing. I'm nothing am I? Then why do you return to me every time? If I'm nothing, just stop coming back. Stop. For me, it doesn't mean anything anymore because I can't feel you. I can't feel anything for you or towards you, not even anger. So this isn't a relationship or even a friendship. It is nothing.

I looked at the post. Started to continue down to the next. Stopped, came back to this one. And stared at it for a while. It describes a painfully complicated feeling, and it's exactly what I needed to hear. Thank you.

Oh, but it does, you just don’t know itYou never really knew, and I was there Lurking through your hair, through your thoughtsI was there, not now, not anymore,Can’t stand the light, I dim the sunlight in the day, to feel aliveThen when I go to take a bath... later I’m not sure if I’m alone,I’m not sure I can think, And I don’t know what happened to my clothes, Where are they, so I go out naked in the worldYet no one can see me and I’m scared to fly,What if the wax will melt and my feathers leave my wingsAnd no one would know where I fell...Would you then find me ?

Because you and I both know no matter who we arein the bodies we inhabit and the lives we blunder through the love and beauty we make, the hate and anger we fail to suppress, the fear and confusionwe engender,

none of this has anything to do withwhat our souls understand without us.